Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around. Come loose your dogs upon me and let your hair hang down. You are a little mystery to me every time you come around. We talk about it all night long, we define our moral ground. But when I crawl into your arms everything comes tumbling down.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7435 | 2021-10-25 09:40:30 | 65.25 | 98% |
| 7432 | 2021-10-25 09:23:53 | 60.28 | 97% |
| 4818 | 2020-12-22 11:02:04 | 71.13 | 99% |
| 482 | 2020-05-12 11:02:45 | 61.33 | 99% |
| 108 | 2013-08-27 10:34:20 | 52.08 | 97% |